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| Come each gallant lad who for pleasure quits care (fl) |
3-4 |
4 |
| Here's to the maid of bashful fifteen (fl) |
4-5 |
4 |
| What pleasures can compare (fl) |
5-7 |
5 |
| Oh! think on my fate! once I freedom enjoy'd (fl) |
7-8 |
3 |
| Stay, lady---stay for mercy's sake (fl) |
8-10 |
5 |
| Term full as long as the siege of old Troy, A (fl) |
10-11 |
6 |
| In good King Charles's golden days (fl) |
12-14 |
6 |
| My heart from my bosom would fly (fl) |
14-15 |
3 |
| My friends all declare that my time is misspent (fl) |
15-16 |
3 |
| Kiss that he gave when he left me behind, The (fl) |
16-17 |
3 |
| Attention pray give while of Hobbies I sing (fl) |
17-19 |
7 |
| Well, here I am, and what of that (fl) |
19-20 |
3 |
| Adieu, adieu, my only life (fl) |
21-22 |
3 |
| In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining (fl) |
22-24 |
4 |
| Sun sets at night, and the stars shun the day, The (fl) |
24-25 |
4 |
| Ah!,soldiers of Britain! your merciless doings (fl) |
25-29 |
12 |
| Cease, rude Boreas, blust'ring railer! (fl) |
29-32 |
9 |
| When last from the straights we had fairly cast anchor (fl) |
32-33 |
3 |
| When Columbia's brave sons call'd my hero to lead 'em (fl) |
34-37 |
10 |
| Friendship to every willing mind (fl) |
37-39 |
5 |
| Cease, cease; those sighs I cannot bear (fl) |
39 |
4 |
| Body may in simple way, A (fl) |
40 |
3 |
| Yet though I've no fortune to offer (fl) |
40-41 |
5 |
| Bleak was the morn when William left his Nancy (fl) |
41-43 |
3 |
| All in the Downs the fleet was moor'd (fl) |
44-46 |
8 |
| Sailor's love is void of art, A (fl) |
46-47 |
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| Escap'd, with life in tatters (fl) |
47-49 |
6 |
| Topsail shivers in the wind, The (fl) |
49-50 |
4 |
| Our country's like a ship of war (fl) |
50 |
2 |
| Ye sons of [Columbia] the trumpet of fame (fl) |
51-52 |
4 |
| O! say can you see by the dawn's early light (fl) |
53-55 |
4 |
| Come all ye brave tars of Columbia (fl) |
55-58 |
14 |
| Ye lads who cross the briney deep (fl) |
58-61 |
7 |
| Columbia's brave tars give attention (fl) |
61-63 |
11 |
| Arise, arise, Columbia's sons arise (fl) |
63-65 |
4 |
| Come all ye bold Columbians (fl) |
66-68 |
6 |
| Ye tars of Columbia, who seek on the main (fl) |
68-71 |
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| [Ye tars of Columbia, give ear to my story] (fl) |
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| How sweet are the fields when the heart is at rest (fl) |
88-89 |
2 |
| Three gallant ships from England came (fl) |
89-91 |
12 |
| Well met fellow freemen! let us cheerfully greet (fl) |
92-94 |
4 |
| What Hero led to fight our Sires? (fl) |
94-95 |
6 |
| Go to 'em my boys,---go to 'em, cries John (fl) |
95-96 |
5 |